Sunday, May 11, 2014

Happy Mother's Day


To My Mother
Christina Rossetti (1842)

To-day’s your natal day,
Sweet flowers I bring;
Mother, accept, I pray,
My offering.

And may you happy live,
And long us bless;
Receiving as you give
Great happiness.


Mother o’ Mine
Rudyard Kipling (1891)

If I were hanged on the highest hill,
   Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine
I know whose love would follow me still,
   Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine!

If I were drowned in the deepest sea,
   Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine
I know whose tears would come down to me,
   Mother o’ mine, O mother o’ mine!

If I were damned of body and soul,
I know whose prayers would make me whole,
   Mother o’ mine, 0 mother o’ mine!


To the strongest woman I will ever know.
At first glance Mom's hands may seem crippled and meek.
She flinches when you bump them and her grip is quite weak.
But these hands are a reflection ..........
By REENA SHARMA


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